See me moving without warningFast as my legs can runAnd I'm hanging by thin wireBeen that way since I was youngOnly the good Lord got his reasonsFor turning on his own son

And he beat up on me real badBad as a dog can beHe took every smile that I hadAnd he threw it all back at meOnly the good Lord got his reasonsMake you cry until your eyes can't seeWell he burned down all that I hadAnd left me beat and blindOh he dealt me pain and sorrowAnd every fear that he could findWhen a good Lord talked to JesusGuess I ain't what he had in mindOh when the good Lord talked to JesusI guess I ain't what he had in mind